The Woman From Hell

Frank's room looked to be the largest in this house, but the furnishings inside were very simple with only a table, two chairs, and a bed.

He pulled a chair down, gave it a few swats, and had me sit down. He smiled at me. "This is my room."

There was only a small mirror and a comb on the table.

Sighing, I looked at him. "Are we sharing the same bed?"

Hearing this, Frank quickly waved his hands. "No, no, I won't be so unruly before we get married. You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor. I have another quilt in the closet."

He opened the cabinet door as he said this and took out a quilt and bed sheet from inside before spreading them on the floor.

Frank seemed honest and responsible. I went to the bed and sat down on it. I glanced at the man on the ground. He had already laid down and closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep.

thinking about how I could escape from this place. Before I knew it,

Immediately afterward, I heard Frank's voice persuading his mother. "Mom, she's from the city and just arrived here. She has never woken up so early before. Give her some time to get used to things." "Get used to

sound of the door opening and the quilt was dragged off my body. Feeling the chill, I

kitchen and make breakfast. Frank and his father are going to work in the field in a

your health. You should be careful." Aware that I was now living under someone else's roof, I could

I noticed that they still used firewood, which stumped

the

failed to start a fire. Suddenly, the firewood in my hand was taken away. I looked up and saw that Frank had come. He looked at me with a smile. "Let

you." I

then lowered his head and concentrated on lighting

a few eggs. Then, I pushed Frank aside. "Leave the rest to me. If your mother

day long. I made poached eggs and two side dishes. Then, I squeezed out some fruit